Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1287 Secret Contact (First Update)

When the emperor arrived at the restaurant, he found it had already turned into a party, and all the witches present were drunk.

Diana leaned closer and said apologetically, "That's what she wanted, my lord. I'm sorry I couldn't stop her. I originally wanted to treat her to French cuisine, but after she found out that our staff meals consisted of grilled ribs and smoked brisket, she wanted to throw a beer and barbecue party. However, we prepare enough food for over two hundred people every day to meet the needs of a barbecue party."

She puffed out her chest proudly, putting her earlier apology behind her. "Right now, we have ten briskets, fifteen smoked ribs, eight tomahawk steaks, three beef tongues, twenty-two pieces of beef brisket, twenty skewers of grilled eel, and forty skewers of Italian garlic sausage and Iberian sausage waiting on the grill. In another twenty minutes, we'll be able to bring the smoked meats out of the oven. The rest of the dishes will take a little longer, but our kitchen is perfectly capable of handling this party. We also have tuna, salmon, lobster, fresh sea urchin, and scallops..."

The witch and the emperor's food needs far exceed those of ordinary people. French and Japanese meals prepared according to human standards simply cannot satisfy their appetites. When the emperor first met Bayonetta, he witnessed her devour two kilograms of tomahawk steak, and he himself ate enough to break records at that restaurant. With such enormous food demands, high-quality, abundant meats and various carbohydrates became the witch and emperor's favorites. Even breakfast included a large quantity of meat, which is why the originally slender Milia was able to gain weight rapidly like an inflating balloon here.

While the usual carbohydrate and vitamin needs are easily met, the kitchen's requirements for protein and amino acids, beyond simply satisfying the craving for delicious food, are equally demanding. Even though it's just about satisfying appetites beyond "tasting good food," the grilled meats are still incredibly tasty, and other foods provide the same satisfaction through sugar and oil. Head maid Dina has two grills: one to keep grilled meats warm, on standby 24/7, and another with an open flame for preparing various grilled meats, only turning it off for six hours a day for cleaning and preparation. In addition, there are stew pots, ovens, fryers, freeze dryers, vacuum sealers, and other equipment for making a wide variety of foods, including fried foods, grilled foods, steamed dishes, sauces, and ice cream. Even though most of the kitchen equipment uses natural gas and electricity, the consumption of pecan wood firewood remains high.

The amount of food in the manor is determined by the appetites of the manor's staff, including the Sisters of the Brethren and the Royal Guard. This is also one of the few kitchens in the Royal Guard that doesn't require inspection. Now that there's another witch in the manor, it means that after the Sisters of the Brethren finish their meals, they'll have to take out ten percent of the food stored in the warmer, otherwise they won't be able to meet Rosa's food demands. Today, lunch and dinner are destined to be combined; the last time this was done, Milia even fell asleep in her dining chair.

"Give me a plate of roast meat and some beer," the Emperor said with a smile, gesturing to Badr behind him. "And him too, give him some extra ice-cold beer. Eat your fill, Badr. This is an era where the wealthy can enjoy abundant resources; there's no need for ascetic practices at this time."

"I just... in my time, the drink was wine. Only the barbarians in the north drink beer."

"I don't think so. Look at that Latina, she really likes beer. She seems very happy." The Emperor pointed forward to Rosa, who was skipping and jumping with Milia, holding a glass of ice-cold beer. This scene made Baldr somewhat embarrassed. Even though Rosa had dragged him to Miami for a vacation, Baldr's personality was completely out of place in that sunny city. The training of the Sages was extremely arduous, and only after completing their training could they enjoy wealth. Bayonetta's treatment among the witches was even much better than that of the Sages' apprentices. It was said that when Baldr met Rosa, it was the first time he had left the Sages' territory. Compared to Rosa, who had been traveling for a long time, he was far less experienced. The result of that encounter was that Baldr fell head over heels in love with Rosa at first sight, and then Ceresa was born. It seemed that the witches' requirements for choosing a partner were inherited through their genes. Rosa was like that, Bayonetta was like that, and even Joan of Arc, who was suspected to be of French royal lineage, was the same.

Bader couldn't quite understand what was so appealing about this kind of joy, especially at a party like this.

It wasn't until Rosa rushed over cheering, hooked her arm around the emperor's shoulder, and shoved the beer and roast meat platter at Baldr that the ascetic, who hadn't experienced much joy, reluctantly began to drink. In the end, Baldr had to drag Rosa away from the emperor, who insisted she tell him the story of his encounter with Bayonetta. Besides, he and the emperor had sworn a blood oath with the Moon Wolf Spear of the Sages, and Baldr believed the emperor would keep his promise, in every way.

The only drawback is that Badr's broken Old English with an Italian accent is quite difficult to understand; many of his words and usages are only found in academic books, the kind that makes you fall asleep at first glance. Although Rosa spends most of her time guarding the Emperor in the dungeons of Kamar-Taj, the Sorcerer Supreme and other authorized sorcerers occasionally come to chat with her, and Rosa's language skills are actually quite up-to-date (meaning she can use vocabulary from fifty years ago).

To get rid of his worries, the emperor thought he needed to have a good meal.

Not long ago, Constantine brought news of the Regent: the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) had reportedly released a report stating that there were dangerous nuclear facilities in Latvia, and a resolution had been passed by majority vote to send an expert team to deal with the newly built nuclear fusion reactor and its components. He could guess with his toes what the ulterior motives were, but he still entrusted the matter to the Regent. Whether Victor von Dum wanted to send genetically modified soldiers to parachute into the White House from suborbital within an hour, or to bombard the Atomic Energy Agency in Vienna from orbit, it made no difference to the Emperor. After all, all of Victor von Dum's decisions were militarily guaranteed by him; he himself was an extreme representative of force, and as long as he lived, Latvia possessed the capability to wage all-out war and launch annihilation attacks.

"Eat here before you go." The Emperor picked up several plates of roast meat and handed them to Constantine, Hammurabi, and Ammon, three members of the Royal Guard. "I don't plan to go to the capital today. Victor has done a good job, so there's no need for me to go and cause trouble."

"However... Supiluliumas suggests you communicate with General Hale's daughter, Ruby. You know that girl greatly admires you, and we must reinforce her betrayal." Plates and utensils that would be large for an ordinary person were like children's toys in the hands of the Royal Guard. Constantine quickly stuffed the food into his stomach, as if he were eating bland egg whites rather than a delicious meal slowly baked over half a day. "Suppiluliumas believes that the psychology of adolescent girls is very easily swayed, and even sending a knight or a member of the Royal Guard to meet with her can solidify her will."

"Women of all ages are the same. The Royal Guard are purely rational beings; you cannot comprehend such emotions." The Emperor nodded. "However, Supilulius is right. Prepare a suborbital stealth fighter and order Stephanie to activate the secret route for contacting Ruby."

"Are you going in person?" Hammurabi asked. "This kind of infiltration operation cannot carry too many soldiers. Although I am confident that I can annihilate the ground forces that discover you, there is nothing we can do at high altitudes unless we use the gunboats of the Praetorian Guard, but that would make us detectable."

"Who said I was going myself?" The Emperor said, patting Milia's head as she clung to his leg. He unconsciously lowered his voice and softened his tone. "Amon, this is your duty as a messenger. Go quickly, you still have a lot to learn."

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